I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

At this moment, several people could see the true appearance of the sword.

The sword is completely black, with a narrow and streamlined blade, like a giant python in the dark waiting for an opportunity to strike. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, but it contains unspeakable wild power.

The pitch-black texture was not a lifeless twilight, but rather it presented layers of subtle luster changes under the faint light. The deep black seemed like an endless dark night universe, which could devour a person's soul if one was not careful.

"What kind of sword is this?" Ye Shuming stared at the black magic sword with admiration in his eyes.

At first glance, this spiritual sword is definitely not weak.

"I don't know." The remaining few people frowned slightly, "There is no such a dark spiritual sword on the Ancient Spirit Sword List."

"Swish~" As soon as the words fell, the spirit sword suddenly thrust forward, and a sword light flashed on the sword tip, piercing Ye Shuming's forehead with a "swoosh", and a drop of bright red blood emerged. At the same time, the black spirit sword vibrated violently.

"Bloodthirsty?" Meng Jia was shocked for a moment, and when the black spirit sword rushed towards Ye Shuming, he drew it out of its sheath. With a wave of his hand, the two spirit swords met in the air, making a crisp collision sound.

Meng Jia took advantage of the situation to embrace Ye Shuming, who was pulled back and fell straight into Zhou Wentian's arms.

"Big Brother, what's wrong?" Gu Ning immediately stepped forward, summoned Fu Sheng, and stared at the black spirit sword that was eyeing him covetously.

"The ancient magic sword has a bloodthirsty sword made of Taotie bones, called Broken Soul." Meng Jia stared at the black spirit sword that was fighting with Jinghong, "I guess this sword must be it."

"But isn't Broken Soul the sword of the Demon Lord?" Zhou Wentian continued, "How could it appear in the sword tomb of the Shenshui Sect?"

"The Demon Lord has not been seen for hundreds of years. Who knows if he is alive or dead?" Ye Xiaoshu poked Ye Shuming's shoulder in frustration. "My brother, grow your brains. You were so easily taken away by a magic sword. Are you still alive?"

Ye Shuming shook his head innocently, "It's just a sword. The demons have a magic sword in their hands, but in my hands, why can't it be a spiritual sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Soul-Breaking Sword, which was using all its strength, paused, and the next second it was cut to the ground by the Jinghong Sword.

Seeing this, Gu Ning raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid this sword already has a sword spirit."

The magic sword has its own spirit, and by chance it can become a sword spirit.

As he finished speaking, black mist swirled around the Soul-Breaking Sword, and under everyone's vigilant gaze, it transformed into a little girl with black hair and a black dress.

Several people:"???"

The spirit of the Soul-Breaking Sword?

The little girl looked at them aggrievedly, and tears fell in an instant.

"Save me... Take me away..." She curled her lips downwards, and big tears instantly rolled down her cheeks, hitting Ye Shuming's heart directly, making him feel heartbroken.

"Oh, stop crying. You're making my heart melt." Ye Shuming took a step forward subconsciously, and was slapped back by Ye Xiaoshu the next moment.

"Stand still, don't move." Ye Xiaoshu tilted his head and looked at the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit, "What... do you want to do?"

She didn't believe that a sword that had followed the Demon Lord to heaven and earth and killed people decisively could give birth to a sword spirit that was harmless to humans and animals.

"Sister... I won't hurt anyone, really..." The little girl sniffed.

"Don't." Before she could finish, Gu Ning interrupted her, "Although you look like a little girl, you are a sword spirit who has lived for thousands of years. A thousand-year-old turtle is worth ten thousand years of age. We are all thousand-year-old foxes. Don't play the trick of torturing yourself."

After he finished speaking, Gu Ning turned around and glared at Ye Shuming. Ye Shuming touched his nose awkwardly.

Yes, she is the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit. Who knows how vicious she is.

Seeing this scene, the miserable look on the face of the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit instantly disappeared, and he laughed, "Hehe", "It seems that young people nowadays are not easy to deceive..."

She looked at the people in front of her and suddenly sneered, like a little witch, "But what can I do? My sword energy has penetrated into his spiritual roots. He can't leave without me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the people in front of him suddenly changed. Ye Xiaoshu rushed to Ye Shuming, probed his spiritual power, and his whole body turned cold in an instant.

"Good trick!" Ye Xiaoshu clenched his fists.

"Sister, don't be so fierce. I have no choice." The Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit smiled again, "Don't worry, I like this big fool very much. As long as he is obedient, I will not hurt him."

After she finished speaking, her eyes fell on Gu Ning again, "I originally wanted to find this sister, but the sister's spirit sword is so fierce, I'm afraid."

Gu Ning: "...You have learned the skill of sowing discord 100%. I'm afraid your predecessor, the Sword Master Demon Lord, was a green tea."

Hearing the words of the Demon Lord, the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit instantly stopped smiling and looked at the others solemnly, "I don't know what green tea is, but..."

She looked at Gu Ning, "If you don't help me get rid of the Demon Lord, the big fool will have to stay with me in this sword tomb forever."

The reason why he wanted to find Gu Ning was naturally because she was born with sword bones. The degree of contract between natural sword bones and all spirit swords was the highest. Even if it had been contracted by the Demon Lord for thousands of years, as long as he could control the natural sword bones, he could force it to form a contract.

That way, she was free.

Gu Ning was a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"She was born with sword bones, and can forcibly form a spiritual sword bond." Zhou Wentian understood and explained in detail, "She doesn't want to follow the Demon Lord anymore."

"But she is now bound to the second brother." Gu Ning tilted his head and looked at Zhou Wentian, then suddenly changed direction, "Why doesn't she look for you?"

"My realm is high, and the spiritual platform of the sea of ​​consciousness in the Nascent Soul stage is more stable." Zhou Wentian said, "So when I couldn't find you, I kidnapped Ye Shuming and asked you to find a way for her."

After this explanation, Gu Ning understood everything completely. The Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit also looked at little Gu Ning with a sneer, waiting for Gu Ning to ask.

Unexpectedly, Gu Ning waved his hand leisurely, "In that case, let Second Senior Brother stay here to accompany your Soul-Breaking Sword."

After saying that, she turned around and left without any hesitation.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and walked quickly.

The calm and composed Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit: “???”

what's the situation?

Aren't they together?

Why did they just abandon this person?

Ye Shuming was confused. Although he didn't understand, he was very obedient. After thinking for a while, he quickly walked to the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit and said, "Please give me more advice in the future. Ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit gave him a big nose bag and caught up with him in two steps. "Hey, if you guys leave, I'm going to kill him!"

"Kill him, kill him." Gu Ning waved his hand without even turning his head.

The Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit was completely stunned when he saw several people disappear in front of his sight in an instant. He turned around and stared at Ye Shuming.

"Hey, your friends are too unreliable." After a long time, the Soul-Breaking Sword Spirit sat down on the ground, complained to Ye Shuming with a look of despair, and rolled his eyes fiercely.